Its not the fear of seeing new days, but its the fear of seeing your eyes full of august promises and september curses and helping your hands with wayward
If i could steal youre waking, then i would hang you on the strings you'd stay cutting all the words,making circles with your feet poison on top of fracture
As the cold floor screams attention (determination......) I observe reactions with tears (......to make us see). Apologies for broken halo's and imperfection
Become this death as spite leaves your tongue, when double meanings kill my interest. This new mind (someone take my hand) will have its new hand to wash
Tonight my eyes won't close, the absolution is too late. And so are my words as they travel to you, they give the wrong sign. They give the wrong sign
We burn this town while your feet trapse through the landfills, eyes blind, eyes blind. As fallacy rules... From caskets to cavalcades with rain-making
Andrea does her dance on sidewalks building fires and tying us to lights and rythms fighting to ignore the shapes she throws fighting our way through
Like words I read your smiles. With sight these guilty viles. To bleed we shall match.I speak these words you need. These inches from you add miles (tears
We falter, forgive, when the hinges break We spiral, impact, and watch the high chairs fall Using all defence, they drew us inside their curfews Breaking
Oversettelse: Jairus. Nuestro Amor Sera en salme.
Can you tell me what's wrong with the world today We could kill another for religion or different faith Have we forgotten the last sacrifice on a terrible
